Teenage Disaster - The Boy Made of Paper

January 3, 2022

mortal man
fragile mind
and I'm terrified all the damn time
and I'm tired
of feelin tired
wish I retired
but you'd be sad if I was gone at least
but I wish that
you felt different
so many sleepless nights I've counted
and I wish I wasn't such a coward
so break me down that's what you do best
I'm sorry I'm so depressed
but you wanted that, didn't you?
but you wanted that, didn't you? (oh)

leave my body in a field, bitch I'll send you a postcard
at least you didn't have to see me cry
I hate this town cause it reminds me of me

fragile man
broken hands
cause I've been typin all the things that you did wrong
and I'm tired of overthinking
and I'm drowning in the consequences of talking to you
I'm sorry I'm not the one
to give this toast for you
to be the man you wanted me to be
I cant keep on like this

leave my body in a field, bitch I'll send you a postcard
at least you didn't have to see me cry
I hate this town cause it reminds me of me

(I don't own this song, nor am I the real Teenage Disaster. All credit goes to the rightful owners.)